Jinchuan Village.
Jinchuan Village is not peaceful tonight. The whole village has already known about the discovery of the three dead bodies of Guo Chengzhi by the river.
More and more people are flocking to the river.
There are also many women and children who are kept at home by their men and are not allowed to go out, let alone go to the riverside.
When the villagers left the village one after another and rushed to the riverside, Jinchuan Village, which had lost half of its population, began to look extraordinarily quiet and silent.
Surrounded by the dark night and the surrounding shadowy mountains, there is an inexplicably more gloomy atmosphere, which is because of the lack of popularity of the gloomy feeling of the mountains.
Under the night.
From time to time, a dog barked once or twice.
But suddenly, all the barking sounds of the dogs disappeared.
It was as if all the house dogs in the village had gone into hiding.
In a rural floor-to-ceiling house with lights on, an ordinary-looking middle-aged rural man was washing in the bathroom.
Wash away the tiredness and dust of the day.
If Fang Zai was here, he would definitely recognize the identity of this villager.
It was the villager uncle he met by the river embankment who was a boat runner.
He is the only one in Liu Shan's family.
Nuo Da lived in a family with only one person, and seemed particularly calm and lonely.
When Liu Shan was washing his face silently, suddenly, the lights of the whole house were plunged into darkness, like a fuse tripped.
Liu Shan paused when he was washing his face.
At this moment, the doors and windows were closed, and only Liu Shan was alone in the room, and the sinister voice of a second mysterious person sounded.
"Sure enough, you still couldn't help but make a move. If you hadn't entered the seventy-two ghost gates and brought people out, the corpses of those three young men would never have come out by themselves."
"Do you still recognize this symbol on the mirror in front of you?"
Liu Shan in the dark bathroom raised his head to look at the mirror in front of him. It was obvious that the space was small and he was the only one on the bathroom mirror. It was normal before, but at this time, there was an extra symbol drawn by blood.
The blood was still fresh, and blood was slowly flowing down, like a grimace of resentment crying blood and tears.
This mysterious man came and went without a trace.
Unknowingly left a symbol on the mirror.
Faced with this treacherous scene, Liu Shan's expression changed.
The mysterious and sinister voice in the darkness continued: "Sure enough, people from your generation have entered the seventy-two gates of ghosts and seen the tomb of the mountain god after death in the seventy-two gates of ghosts! It seems that my trip was not in vain. Sure enough, there is a tomb of the mountain god after death! The symbol I drew is an ancient rune inherited from the mountain god."
"The mountain god has not been born for thousands of years. Today, few people can recognize the symbols inherited by the mountain gods. You, an ordinary little fish, cannot recognize the symbols inherited by the mountain gods, unless there is only one possibility, and that is your own eyes. seen!"
"Do you know why I told Guo Chengzhi to drag that innocent boy next door into the ghost cave? Because this is a warning! If you dare to disobey our will this time, all the relatives around you will end up in the same way! If you don't believe me , hey, you can try it!"
"Can I ask a question?" Maybe because he knew he couldn't escape, Liu Shan didn't resist, and there was no anger on his face, but a strange calmness.
"Why are you so keen on the tomb of the mountain god after death?"
"Who are you?"
"It seems that the so-called entrepreneur's son is not a real son, is he? It's just an unlucky guy you found. The purpose is just to find someone who can lead you into the seventy-two gates of hell?"
…
…
Fangzheng saw that the entrepreneur and his party were about to leave.
He originally planned to follow up to see what conspiracy these people were up to.
Unexpectedly, the entrepreneur's Mercedes-Benz Sprinter just started and stopped immediately, and then saw the convoy turn around on the river embankment and drive towards him.
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes as he watched the approaching convoy with dazzling high beams.
With the right hand carrying the guitar backpack behind him, he tightened the straps on his shoulders. As long as there is a slight movement, he intends to violently kill the enemy at any time.
However!
The convoy roared past Fangzheng.
gallop past.
Did not stop.
Looking at each other, watching the entrepreneur's car drive past, Fang Zheng kept watching the convoy driving farther and farther away, but he didn't follow up immediately, because Fang Zheng saw that the convoy was driving past him a few minutes later, it was in the river again. stopped on the embankment.
Afterwards, only the entrepreneur got out of the car alone.
There is a small pier by the river.
Entrepreneurs seem to be waiting for someone in the dark night wind.
As for those convoys, after the entrepreneur got off the bus, they all left, and no one stayed behind.
In less than ten minutes, the entrepreneur finally came to the person he was waiting for.
Then, a group of five people boarded a boat at the small pier by the river.
rumbling...
Under the silent night, the diesel engine on the boat roared, breaking the calm of the pitch-black river, and those people actually planned to go out of the river at night.
Liu Shan started the boat, was untying the cable at the bow, and was about to go out of the river. Suddenly, a man who seemed to be exhausted and panting came running, and shouted from a distance: "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle, we meet again, please don't wait!" sail!"
"Uncle, are these people fishing at night in the river? Take me with you by the way!"
Liu Shan felt that the voice became more and more familiar the more he heard it.
look up.
There was a look of astonishment and frowning on his face.
"Why are you? Why haven't you left yet? Didn't I tell you that the river is not peaceful at night? Why haven't you left yet!"
Liu Shan kindly wanted to drive Fang Zheng away.
He and Fangzheng had some eye for each other, and he didn't want to harm Fangzheng.
"Uncle, there's something wrong with you. Why don't you allow me to board the boat when you can take other people out to fish in a boat? Is it because I can't afford the boat fare?"
I don't know, I don't know if it's because Fangzheng has no eyesight, but he just refuses to leave. If he is a stalker, he must get on the boat and go fishing in the river.
Liu Shan was so angry that he scolded his mother.
I've never seen such a stupefied one.
Fishing for shitty fish!
Young people don't go home to play with their mobile phones, and come out at night to blow the river wind and catch fish.
Games, pick up girls, movies, dinners with friends, bars, and so many nightlife entertainment for young people, why do you stick your brains to fishing!
Can't you, a young man, have the same normal hobbies as your peers!
"My boat has already been chartered, so I can't take you with me. If you want to go out fishing in the river, wait until tomorrow daytime. I will take you out of the river for free in the daytime tomorrow. I will let you catch as much as you want at once! Get tired of fishing! Until I don't want to go fishing anymore!" Liu Shan bit his words hard, trying to drive Fang Zheng away.
"Have you been privately contracted?" Fangzheng's eyes showed disappointment.
At this time, the entrepreneur who boarded the ship before, walked to the bow and asked Liu Shan what was going on
Who is Fang Zheng? Does Liu Shan know Fang Zheng
Before Liu Shan could speak, Fangzheng introduced himself first, "Hello, I am a fishing enthusiast. You can call me Chen Chichi."
"I originally wanted to go fishing in the river with my uncle, but the uncle said that he was not going fishing in the river, and the boat had been chartered by a private person, so he wouldn't let me on board."
Fangzheng said it a little aggrieved.
With a long backpack on his back, he seems to be a real fishing enthusiast.
After listening to Fangzheng's words, the entrepreneur took another look at the guitar backpack behind Fangzheng: "Fishing enthusiasts? Then why didn't I see the fishing gear?"
"If it's fishing, why are you carrying a guitar backpack?"
"As a fishing enthusiast, it shouldn't be too much to carry a musical instrument with you and cultivate your sentiments while fishing?" Fang Zheng smiled innocently and thought he was an honest person.
Liu Shan: "..."
Entrepreneur: "…"
What a god, playing the guitar while fishing, cultivating sentiment.
Are you really here to fish
Are you sure it's not here to drive away fish
"Then where are your fishing rods and fishing gear?" The entrepreneur looked at Fang Zheng's whole body again, but he didn't even see a fishing rod.
Fangzheng patted the guitar backpack on his back with a chuckle: "I think it's troublesome to carry too many things, so I packed them all together."
Both Liu Shan and the entrepreneur were speechless.
Do you think your guitar backpack is Jingle cat's treasure pocket
The entrepreneur smiled, turned his head to look at Liu Shan, looked very gentle, and said to Liu Shan in a very easy-to-talk manner: "Who said we don't go fishing in the river, since this little brother is just like us, he is fishing at night. Fans, let this little brother go fishing with us at night."
After the entrepreneur finished speaking, he walked back again.
He didn't look at Fangzheng again.
He was afraid that if he stood with Fangzheng again, he would even become a joker himself.
After the entrepreneur turned around, the originally gentle expression on his face instantly turned into a haze. He still didn't say a word. Anyway, after entering the seventy-two gates of hell, Fang Zheng, who seemed to him just an ordinary person, was destined to become an ordinary person. A corpse, just like those half-body corpses, so there is no need to care too much about a dead person.
After the entrepreneur turned back and walked back, he reported the situation with the people who boarded the boat with him before.
Look at his respectful attitude.
He was just running errands.
Seeing that the unresolved danger was approaching, Fang Zheng, who was ignorant and ignorant like ordinary people, happily boarded the boat, Liu Shan shook his head.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to close the cable and turn his back on the entrepreneurs, Liu Shan couldn't bear to say to Fangzheng who was helping him to close the cable together: "Young man, you really shouldn't wade in this muddy water. You should listen to my advice and leave early, maybe you won't be involved."
"Uncle, I know you are a good person."
Fangzheng laughed and helped Liu Shan to collect the boat's cable.
"Fart good people, good people don't live long these days, on the contrary, evil people live longer and longer like turtle spirits that have been around for thousands of years!" Liu Shan finished receiving the cable, boarded the boat, and glanced at the entrepreneur who was reporting the situation. Partner, cursed in a low voice.
The boat is not big.
Even a little crude.
It's just a simple open-air ferry, which can only accommodate a dozen people.
At this time, with five people seated, half of the seats were already occupied.
Fangzheng was sitting on the edge, with the entrepreneur in the middle, and at the back of the boat, there were three people who came with the entrepreneur.
"Uncle, isn't it right?" Fangzheng suddenly called out amidst the sound of the diesel motor on the pitch-black river in the thick night.
Liu Shan: "What's wrong?"
"Uncle, didn't we go fishing in the river at night, why did we open the seventy-two gates of ghosts?"
It was the entrepreneur who answered Fangzheng: "All the fish outside have been caught by the people nearby, and there are more fish in the water hole, so it is easier to catch."
The entrepreneur said kindly.
Fangzheng let out an oh, and then fell silent.
Just a few minutes, thump, thump, thump...
Fangzheng threw things into the river from time to time, and carved something on the body of the boat.
Now not only the entrepreneur became curious, but also the other three people who accompanied the entrepreneur.
The entrepreneur looked at Fangzheng, who was so busy, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing? What are you throwing into the water?"
Fangzheng turned his head and replied with a smile: "I'm carving a boat to ask for a sword. I heard that there are evil spirits in the seventy-two gates of ghosts. People will get lost once they enter. I will throw some odds and ends under the water, and then carve marks on the body of the boat, waiting for us." When you come out, you can follow the marks I carved all the way, so you don’t have to worry about getting lost.”
Entrepreneur: "…"
The other three: "..."
What a goddamn god.
I'm afraid this kid is not a fool! ! !
At this time, Fang Zheng was still throwing things into the water.
Of course, Fangzheng wasn't looking for a sword in a boring way, he was just measuring the water depth and finding out some underwater situations, and making some retreat plans.
(end of this chapter)